My mum is dead 10 months today. Just like that we are in double digits, and for some reason it is getting harder as the days go by. Isn’t it supposed to get easier? I thought time heals everything. How much time does time want me to give it? Yesterday, 303 days after my mum … Continue reading 31 on 13

It always surprises me how fast time goes by when a group chat I had muted for a year suddenly starts lighting up my screen. There I was, whiling away a Monday afternoon as Monday afternoons in the office are wont to be done, when a series of notifications pull me out of my reverie. … Continue reading Three Six Five

I got my start in advertising at an agency that has a legendary bar. Barney Stinson approved legendary. Friday nights were so lit, whether we were drinking by ourselves or having a supplier sponsored party. I particularly loved the 300 ml wine glasses that would take me from sober to tipsy AF real quick. The … Continue reading A Broken Heart Is Not A Broken Glass

Those are the last birthday messages my mum will ever send me. She died 131 days later. As time is wont to do, August 3rd rolled around again, and with it came my first birthday without my mum. I was prepared for my first Christmas, first New Year’s, her first birthday, hell even the first … Continue reading It’s My Party And I’ll Cry If I Want To